Chapter 18

The atmosphere on the court for the Jin Ding team was previously dull, as they were constantly being dominated. However, since Yang Mo came onto the court, the momentum instantly turned around, and a few slam dunks made all the players look fierce. At this moment, the three national team players on the court also forgot their previous grievances. They felt that following Yang Mo would definitely lead to a championship and a share of ten million.

Yang Mo gave them infinite confidence, making them feel that the current score difference was nothing, and they even felt psychologically that they had the game in the bag, even though they were still behind.

Yang Mo was this kind of player. From a young age, as long as he was on the court, his teammates would never lose hope.

"That kid is too strong," Wang Zhizhi, sitting on the sidelines, couldn't help but shake his head in amazement and muttered, "I've played basketball all my life, and China has never had a player like this. He's so inspiring, a natural leader."

Yang Mo wasn't a natural leader but one who was made. When he was very young, both of his parents died in a car accident, leaving him alone. He had to rely on himself for everything. He had to establish absolute authority among his peers to avoid being bullied. In any situation, he could never give up; he had to be tougher than others to firmly stand on this land. This demeanor was forced by reality, but over time, it became Yang Mo's most valuable asset.

The game continued, still a fast-paced offense against a fast-paced offense.

Yang Mo stared intently at Yi Jianlian. The fast-paced offense weakened Yi Jianlian's inside strength, and as a seven-footer, his flexibility and speed were inferior to Yang Mo's. As a result, the more he played, the more frustrated he became, while Yang Mo played more and more smoothly, not only grabbing rebounds but also occasionally hitting three-pointers.

In a fast-paced game, the Ming Yang team was absolutely no match for the Jin Ding team.

Seeing the Jin Ding team quickly catch up and soon expand the score difference to double digits, the head coach quickly called a timeout. He didn't want to be swept away in one wave, and for the entire fourth quarter to become a garbage time, which would be embarrassing. After all, in terms of hard power, Ming Yang was superior to Jin Ding. However, the sudden appearance of Yang Mo caught them off guard, and they still hadn't found a way to deal with him.

After the Ming Yang team called a timeout, the players walked back to the bench with their heads hanging low. They had been completely dominated by the Jin Ding team, unable to keep up with their constant running and watching them score three-pointers and even perform alley-oops. The psychological impact was indescribable.

In contrast to the dejected expressions of the Ming Yang team, the Jin Ding team players were all elated. Yang Mo was无形中被他们视为领袖，他们开始放下芥蒂。每当杨沫进球后，他们还会与他撞胸庆祝。

"那个扣篮太帅了，绝对是五佳球。" 下场后，孙悦兴奋地跟杨沫讨论比赛。

"下次你往篮下冲，我也给你来一个？"

"行啊，没问题。我正好手痒呢。"

"那行。" 杨沫点点头，从王宇怀手中接过战术板，对孙悦说道："待会儿在三分线弧顶与朱方雨交叉掩护，然后球交给罚球线附近的我，我一拿球易建联肯定会出来协防，到时候你一个反切进去，我击地传给你，能不能扣篮就看你的了。"

"行啊。没问题，包在我身上。" 孙悦看着战术板兴奋地说道。这种进攻战术简单明了，一看就会。

这时，王宇怀连忙凑上前来，小声说道："我看他们待会儿肯定不会打跑轰了，他们一定会把大巴换上去。这样，他们有了两个内线，我们是不是也要……"

王宇怀小心翼翼地提着建议，此时他更像是杨沫的助理教练，而不是教练。

杨沫闻言，抬头看了看时间，距离第四节还有三分多钟，便笑着说道："没事，他强由他强，他横由他横，我们照样打跑轰。大巴老了，跟不上我们的脚步。他们上大巴对我们更好，前场五打四，多好。"

"可……"

王宇怀还想说点什么，杨沫便打断了他的‘可是’："你现在问问大家伙，看大家愿不愿意打阵地进攻？大家还没爽够呢，高潮都还没来就带上套子，不地道啊！"

杨沫这句玩笑话惹得队员连连点头，脸上都挂着暧昧且心领神会的笑容，孙悦甚至帮腔道："教练，你就别管了，我们听杨哥的，肯定没错。"

不知不觉，杨沫都成了他们的哥。王宇怀见杨沫大势所归，也就不多说话了。反正对他来说只要胜利就好，谁来指挥战术都行，他又不是控制狂。

滴！

很快，暂停结束，比赛继续开始。

果然，明扬队换上了大巴。明扬队将球打到半场，立即落阵地进攻，杨沫立即紧紧缠住大巴，大巴也不要球，就耗着杨沫。

杨沫见此，乐得清闲，正好节省体力打跑轰。

刘伟将球在外线捣腾几下之后，传给罚球线附近的易建联，易建联接球做两个假动作，对面的朱方雨一副无动于衷的表情，他也不情愿防守，谁想把体力耗费在防守上呀，而且反正防不住，就让他投吧。

易建联接过篮球做了两个假动作之后，见朱方雨根本无动于衷，觉得没啥意思，就跳投出手……嘭！

弧线微微有些高，篮球高高弹起，大巴连忙想要抢夺篮板，杨沫却直接屁股一撅，将他顶在了油漆区外。朱方雨见此，轻轻一伸手就抢夺下了这个毫无难度的篮板。

"快攻！"

杨沫一声大叫，整个金鼎队的队员全部都好像战斗机出巡一样，撒开了腿往前场跑。大巴倒是想追，但正如杨沫所说，老胳膊老腿哪里还有那劲，只能是有心杀贼，无力回天。

陈江桦将球带到前场，没等朱方雨跟孙悦交叉掩护，就将球交给了中线的杨沫。杨沫一拿球，易建联迅速扑了上来，杨沫赶紧给孙悦打了个眼神，孙悦迅速斜插进去，杨沫隐蔽的一个击地将球传过去，孙悦接到篮球高高跃起，毫无难度的将篮球以一个单手劈扣砸进了篮筐。

"防不胜防吧。" 杨沫对着易建联呵呵一笑，易建联一脸苦涩，没办法，被杨沫掐住七寸了。现在明扬队上大巴也不是，不上大巴也不行，反正就是一死结，无解。

[来点推荐票收藏啊，兄弟们。晚上还有一章，马上就要去美国骑洋马操洋妞了！！！]

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The atmosphere on the court for the Jin Ding team was previously dull, as they were constantly being dominated. However, since Yang Mo came onto the court, the momentum instantly turned around, and a few slam dunks made all the players look fierce. At this moment, the three national team players on the court also forgot their previous grievances. They felt that following Yang Mo would definitely lead to a championship and a share of ten million.

Yang Mo gave them infinite confidence, making them feel that the current score difference was nothing, and they even felt psychologically that they had the game in the bag, even though they were still behind.

Yang Mo was this kind of player. From a young age, as long as he was on the court, his teammates would never lose hope.

"That kid is too strong," Wang Zhizhi, sitting on the sidelines, couldn't help but shake his head in amazement and muttered, "I've played basketball all my life, and China has never had a player like this. He's so inspiring, a natural leader."

Yang Mo wasn't a natural leader but one who was made. When he was very young, both of his parents died in a car accident, leaving him alone. He had to rely on himself for everything. He had to establish absolute authority among his peers to avoid being bullied. In any situation, he could never give up; he had to be tougher than others to firmly stand on this land. This demeanor was forced by reality, but over time, it became Yang Mo's most valuable asset.

The game continued, still a fast-paced offense against a fast-paced offense.

Yang Mo stared intently at Yi Jianlian. The fast-paced offense weakened Yi Jianlian's inside strength, and as a seven-footer, his flexibility and speed were inferior to Yang Mo's. As a result, the more he played, the more frustrated he became, while Yang Mo played more and more smoothly, not only grabbing rebounds but also occasionally hitting three-pointers.

In a fast-paced game, the Ming Yang team was absolutely no match for the Jin Ding team.

Seeing the Jin Ding team quickly catch up and soon expand the score difference to double digits, the head coach quickly called a timeout. He didn't want to be swept away in one wave, and for the entire fourth quarter to become a garbage time, which would be embarrassing. After all, in terms of hard power, Ming Yang was superior to Jin Ding. However, the sudden appearance of Yang Mo caught them off guard, and they still hadn't found a way to deal with him.

After the Ming Yang team called a timeout, the players walked back to the bench with their heads hanging low. They had been completely dominated by the Jin Ding team, unable to keep up with their constant running and watching them score three-pointers and even perform alley-oops. The psychological impact was indescribable.

In contrast to the dejected expressions of the Ming Yang team, the Jin Ding team players were all elated. Yang Mo was unknowingly regarded as their leader, and they began to put aside their grievances. Whenever Yang Mo scored, they would even bump chests with him in celebration.

"That dunk was amazing, definitely one of the top five plays," Sun Yue said excitedly after coming off the court, discussing the game with Yang Mo.

"Next time you drive to the basket, I'll give you one too?"

"Sure, no problem. I'm itching to do it."

"Alright." Yang Mo nodded, took the tactical board from Wang Yuhuai, and said to Sun Yue, "Later, at the top of the three-point arc, cross-screen with Zhu Fangyu, then pass the ball to me near the free-throw line. Once I get the ball, Yi Jianlian will definitely come to help. At that moment, you cut in, and I'll pass the ball to you with a bounce. Whether you can dunk or not is up to you."

"Sure. No problem, I'll take care of it." Sun Yue looked at the tactical board excitedly. This offensive strategy was simple and clear, easy to understand.

At this moment, Wang Yuhuai quickly came over and whispered, "I think they won't play fast-paced anymore. They will definitely bring in Da Ba. With two inside players, should we also...?"

Wang Yuhuai cautiously suggested, acting more like Yang Mo's assistant coach than his coach.

Yang Mo, hearing this, looked at the time and saw that there were still three minutes left in the fourth quarter. He smiled and said, "It's fine. Let them be strong, let them be aggressive; we'll still play fast-paced. Da Ba is old and can't keep up with our pace. It's better for them to bring him in; we'll have a 5-on-4 in the front court, which is great."

"But..."

Wang Yuhuai wanted to say more, but Yang Mo interrupted his "but": "Ask everyone now if they want to play a set offense. They haven't had enough fun yet; the climax hasn't even come, and putting on a condom is not cool!"

Yang Mo's joke made the players nod in agreement, their faces showing a mix of understanding and amusement. Sun Yue even chimed in, "Coach, just let it be. We'll follow Yang Mo, and it will definitely be fine."

Unconsciously, Yang Mo had become their leader. Seeing that Yang Mo had the support, Wang Yuhuai didn't say more. After all, as long as they won, it didn't matter who called the shots; he wasn't a control freak.

Ding!

Soon, the timeout ended, and the game resumed.

Sure enough, the Ming Yang team brought in Da Ba. They brought the ball to half-court and immediately set up a set offense. Yang Mo immediately tightly guarded Da Ba, who didn't even want the ball, just wasting time with Yang Mo.

Yang Mo was happy to let it be, saving his energy for the fast-paced game.

Liu Wei dribbled the ball around the perimeter a few times and then passed it to Yi Jianlian near the free-throw line. Yi Jianlian received the ball and made a couple of fake moves. Zhu Fangyu, on the other side, showed no reaction; he wasn't willing to defend, as no one wanted to waste energy on defense, and besides, he couldn't stop Yi Jianlian anyway, so he let him shoot.

After making a couple of fake moves, Yi Jianlian saw that Zhu Fangyu was still unresponsive, found it boring, and took a jump shot... swish!

The arc was a bit high, and the ball bounced high. Da Ba tried to grab the rebound, but Yang Mo pushed him out of the paint with a quick move. Zhu Fangyu, seeing this, easily grabbed the rebound.

"Fast break!"

Yang Mo shouted, and all the Jin Ding players sprinted to the front court like fighter jets on a mission. Da Ba tried to catch up, but as Yang Mo said, his old legs couldn't keep up, and he could only watch helplessly.

Chen Jianghua brought the ball to the front court and, without waiting for Zhu Fangyu and Sun Yue to set a screen, passed the ball to Yang Mo at mid-court. As soon as Yang Mo got the ball, Yi Jianlian quickly came to defend. Yang Mo gave Sun Yue a quick look, and Sun Yue quickly cut in. Yang Mo passed the ball with a hidden bounce, and Sun Yue caught it, leaped high, and easily slammed it into the basket with a one-handed dunk.

"Unstoppable, right?" Yang Mo chuckled at Yi Jianlian, who looked bitter. There was nothing he could do; Yang Mo had him by the throat. Now, whether the Ming Yang team brought in Da Ba or not, it was a dead end, unsolvable.

[Give me some recommendations and favorites, guys. There's another chapter tonight, and I'm about to go to America to ride the wild horses and enjoy the ladies!!]

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